COME to me in my dreams, and then By day I shall be well again. For then the night will more than pay The hopeless longing of the day. Come, as thou cam'st a thousand times, A messenger from radiant climes, And smile on thy new world, and be As kind to others as to me. Or, as thou never cam'st in sooth, Come now, and let me dream it truth. And part my hair, and kiss my brow, And say--My love! why sufferest thou? Come to me in my dreams, and then By day I shall be well again. For then the night will more than pay The hopeless longing of the day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A DOUBLE BALLAD OF GOOD COUNSEL by FRANCOIS VILLON HYMN: FIRST SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY: 2 by REGINALD HEBER CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE SOLITARY WOODSMAN by CHARLES GEORGE DOUGLAS ROBERTS FAST ANCHOR'D ETERNAL O LOVE! by WALT WHITMAN THE MORAL FABLES: THE FOX, THE WOLF, AND THE CADGER by AESOP |